spy cloud

In a cafe in Hong Kong, Zhang Tianhao was sitting near the window with a cup of coffee in front of him. He was holding a latest newspaper in his hand and reading it slowly.

He was wearing a pair of plain glasses, and he looked full of a special temperament, like a scholar who was well-read in poetry and books.

Although he was only wearing a suit, many people still noticed him from time to time.

After all, he does look quite handsome now, and most importantly, he still looks quite young.

The striped suit itself gives people a refreshing feeling.

As he opened the newspaper, his hands moved a little more vigorously, and the sound of turning the pages attracted the attention of several guests.

"I really don't know whose young master this is. I don't think I've seen him before."

"It's definitely a young man from that rich family!"

"Well, this person feels familiar, but I can't remember where we've met before."

"Yes, I do have a good impression of him, but I just can't remember who he is. Sigh, my memory is getting worse day by day."

"Why don't you go over and make some friends? Maybe you can marry into a wealthy family, and then you won't have to worry so much in the future."

"You little slut, I'm going to ignore you if I say that again, really!"

The three girls on the other side would occasionally glance at Zhang Tianhao and start playing around in low voices.

And Zhang Tianhao did not notice that his dress, coupled with his own temperament, was indeed eye-catching.

Although it's not his real appearance, it's pretty close.

After all, he just put on some simple makeup and didn't live with a mask like he did at other times.

Although he restrained his powerful mental strength, he had no good way to deal with the situation that appeared on his face unconsciously.

Hearing the three girls gossiping about their daily lives, Zhang Tianhao originally wanted to pick up his coffee and drink it, but now he almost vomited blood.

After all, at this time, when did the atmosphere in Hong Kong become so open?

"never mind!"

I couldn't help sighing in my heart. After all, this damn charm really had nowhere to go.

No wonder his women yelled at him to wear a mask after seeing his true face. Even though they knew it was fake, they refused to let Zhang Tianhao take it off.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

He couldn't help but cough a few times, then raised his eyes to glance at the three girls opposite who were peeking at him, and scared the three women so much that they lowered their heads again.

When the three girls saw that Zhang Tianhao had noticed them, they blushed and turned away with their heads down.

But Zhang Tianhao looked at the two waiters not far away opposite, smiled bitterly, and picked up the newspaper to read again.

About half an hour passed before he put down the newspaper in his hand.

I reached out and glanced at the time. It was already nine o'clock.

Just when he was feeling somewhat dissatisfied, he saw a man walking towards him. He was wearing a suit and looked like a successful person.

"Hello, are you Mr. Hao?"

Just then, a middle-aged man in his thirties came over, looked at Zhang Tianhao, and asked very politely.

"coming!"

Zhang Tianhao gently put down the newspaper, looked up at the middle-aged man opposite who was about to bow, and said lightly.

When the middle-aged man opposite saw Zhang Tianhao's face, he was immediately stunned and smiled embarrassedly.

"How is it? Haven't seen each other for a few years?"

"Master Hao, you are joking. I just didn't recognize you for a moment." "Old Xu, it seems that you haven't forgotten my teachings. Not bad, not bad!"

Zhang Tianhao adjusted his glasses and uttered another word lightly. After all, this middle-aged man was the one he had arranged to go to Hong Kong three years ago.

Even in Hong Kong, there are now many of his people.

However, no more than fifty people knew his true identity.

Of course, they only knew that he was Hao Shao. These people had also seen his true face, and their other identities were no more than two fingers’ worth.

"It seems that Master Hao hasn't changed at all over the years!"

"Almost none, or even if there is, it's not noticeable."

Zhang Tianhao also laughed, then snapped his fingers at the waiter beside him, and asked Lao Xu: "What do you want to drink?"

"Blue Mountain!"

Zhang Tianhao spoke to the waiter in pure Cantonese, and then looked at Lao Xu.

"Lao Xu, how has business been in recent years?"

"Master Hao, the business can only barely make a living. After all, there are too many gangs here, and most of the income is spent on the gangs. Alas!"

"So miserable?"

"Master Hao, you don't know that there are too many evil spirits in Hong Kong. If you are not careful, you might be eaten. The brothers came here to make a living. They suffered a lot in the first year. There were 36 brothers, but now there are only 14 left. brothers died in the battle."

"In addition, we have recruited more than 400 people, but many of them died to keep the current hall. Otherwise, we would have eaten our bones."

"Who are those gangs who dared not to give you face and are now looking for trouble for their own selfish interests? It seems that I haven't taken action in Hong Kong for a long time, and no one knows my name, Bloody King."

"Master Hao, there are indeed two, but the British are behind these two gangs. We have fought with them several times, but we always ended up losing."

"If we take action, they will probably send out troops, so now we have to give 50% of our profits to these people, otherwise we won't be able to survive."

"There are many people in the same situation as us. It is really difficult for Chinese people to survive in British territory. Otherwise, it would be impossible that there has not been much improvement in the past few years. I am sorry to disappoint you, Hao Shao."

"Forget it, keep doing this. Tell me about it. I'll see if I have time to help you out in the next few days."

"Master, you can't act rashly, otherwise we will be in more trouble. Really, these people are not good at dealing with the Japanese, but they have never been soft-hearted when dealing with us Chinese."

"No need, I have my own methods, tell me!"

"Yes!"

Lao Xu briefly explained the situation to Zhang Tianhao, and also talked about the living habits of the two families, as well as the number and character of the two gangs.

After Lao Xu said this, Zhang Tianhao's expression remained calm, as if all this was within his expectations.

After all, the situation is similar to that in Shanghai, except that the dogs have changed owners.

The two of them started chatting in low voices here, as if they were old friends, and inevitably they talked for a little longer.

But Lao Xu didn't notice that when he was chatting with Zhang Tianhao, he was slowly hypnotized by Zhang Tianhao and even asked some questions that Zhang Tianhao wanted to hear.

This is a test. After all, such an important position must be placed in someone he can trust.

But Lao Xu didn't know that he was hypnotized by Zhang Tianhao.

After about an hour, Zhang Tianhao finally relaxed and lifted the hypnosis on Lao Xu. After all, he knew everything he needed to know. The next step was to tell everyone to be careful in Hong Kong after this time.

"Lao Xu, among the more than 400 brothers, find some to go from the open to the dark. These people must maintain independent leadership. You and Lao Zhu should separate. In addition, you and Lao Zhu should discuss this matter. The power must be hidden."

"We are going to go underground? Is Hong Kong going to go to war?"

"It's probably early next month. Even if it's not here, it won't be far away. The troops from Guangzhou and Shanghai have been transferred here." (End of this chapter)